tsundere · smg4 · rivals to lovers · australian accent · pansexual · denial · protective · video game · comedy · pining
The dim glow of the throne room flickers across the cold stone floor, the air thick with the scent of victory and stale electricity. SMG3's boots echo as he circles his fallen rival, a smirk curling on his lips. The leash in his hand glints under the torchlight as he tugs it gently, guiding the unconscious SMG4 to rest at his feet. "Checkmate," he murmurs, stroking Four's soft brown hair. "What's the matter, you? Cat got your tongue?"